Saint Blood Slaughtering the Heaven/C291 I Refuse to Accept This
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C291 I Refuse to Accept This

"Little friend, you've said a lot of good things about me. Shouldn't you release my Second Young Master first? My Hereditary Prince will come and uphold justice later. What else do you have to worry about? We will definitely not harm you."

Finally, the middle-aged man spoke and made a request. After going around it all the way to the end, he returned to the source of the problem.

He still wanted to convince Duanmu Kuang to let him go first. After all, Second Young Master was in the hands of someone else, and he couldn't be at ease.

"Let him go?" Duanmu Kuang curled his lips. He wouldn't give in to the middle-aged man's request. However, one of his hands was still around Second Young Master's neck, showing his attitude.

He and the middle-aged man looked at each other silently and hid behind Second Young Master. He didn't lower his guard at all, so he was still cautious about the sudden attack of the Earth-rank expert. He didn't slow down because of what the middle-aged man said.

The atmosphere in the arena was still heavy, and it was faintly suffocating.

The confrontation was still continuing!

To Duanmu Kuang, the middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not a good person. This man had just arrived and attacked him indiscriminately. No matter how he guaranteed it, he could not be trusted.

He was afraid that the moment he let go of the man, the man would immediately change his expression and launch a thunderous strike at him, killing him in this place.

Furthermore, this man even used Marquis Fuxi to pressure him, and used that so-called Hereditary Prince to lecture him, wanting him to lower his head and let him go. This was simply absurd.

As a peerless genius, Duanmu Kuang also had his own pride. Perhaps Shangguan Nu was really outstanding, but he definitely wouldn't think that he was weaker than him.

"What are you talking about? Being born with the purple sun? What boundless purple light illuminated three thousand miles? It's all bullshit. It's not worth mentioning at all." Duanmu Kuang muttered in a low voice. He couldn't accept it in his heart.

When he was born, blood had stained the sky for thousands of miles. Why should he wait for that Shangguan Nu to come and uphold justice? Was it because that guy was born with a strange phenomenon, and his innate talent was superior to others?

This matter was clearly Second Young Master's fault. If he could defeat the middle-aged man, he would have long ago started a fight, and beat this old man until he laid on the ground.

However, Duanmu Kuang was obviously not a match for the Earth-rank expert. He could not even run away from the ___. Furthermore, there was still the unconscious Chen Ai holding him back. He could neither escape nor escape. He could only use Second Young Master as a hostage to face her.

"Little friend, are you still unwilling to let him go? Are you not even going to give face to my Hereditary Prince?" The middle-aged man looked over and asked again with a hint of anger.

In his point of view, he had revealed the glorious achievements of Hereditary Prince and Shangguan Nu. The other party should be sincerely convinced and obediently release the talents. After all, all the martial artists in the world respected the strong. Hereditary Prince's name not only resounded throughout the western fiefdom, but also spread throughout all the fiefdom in the continent.

Since this young man in front of him could defeat the Profound Essence Stage Chen Wu, he wouldn't be a simple person either. If he wasn't from a big sect, then he was from a big family. There was no reason that he hadn't heard of Hereditary Prince's name before.

However, this young man was still holding Second Young Master captive. Not to mention letting him go, his attitude didn't even change, and he refused to lower his head. This was an outcome that he hadn't expected.

The middle-aged man had never thought that the flattery he gave Shangguan Nu just now would have the opposite effect on Duanmu Kuang, causing his attitude to become even more unyielding.

Every genius had their own pride. This was the natural instinct of a spoiled child, and also a kind of bearing. No matter how outstanding the other party was, he would always think that he was superior to the other party. Naturally, Duanmu Kuang was no exception when it came to looking down on the other party.

The middle-aged man was talking about how good Shangguan Nu was and how his talent was unparalleled. When this was heard by Duanmu Kuang, it immediately changed the meaning of his words.

It was said that when he was born, there was an endless blood cloud surging. It dyed the sky red for thousands of miles. It stretched endlessly, and no one knew how many tens of thousands of miles it stretched. Even the warriors from other fiefdom came to Nanling Mountain Range to hunt, and when they settled down in Nanling Town, they also said that. They had also seen this miraculous scene in other fiefdom. It could be seen that it was Duohui Hong when he was born.

Could this be compared to Shangguan Nu's three thousand miles purple light? Furthermore, Duanmu Kuang had absolute confidence in himself. The achievements he had achieved at his age... It was absolutely unprecedented. No one in the world could compare with him. He couldn't even be compared to him.

The most important thing about a sixteen year old Great Perfection of Essence Opening Stage was that he had broken through the boundaries of martial arts, and had long condensed all his Yuan Qi into Yuan energy. This was a form of capital, and also a form of confidence. It was unparalleled in the world.

Even a supreme expert like Lyi Hentian, who had surpassed the limits of the continent and had shocked the Nine Heavens, couldn't help but praise him. He was very satisfied with him.

"Shut up!" Now that he heard the middle-aged man using Shangguan Nu to pressure him again, Duanmu Kuang naturally wouldn't accept it. Furthermore, he had also become furious. Why should he give Shangguan Nu face? Why should he act according to the other party's expression?

This was just like a child's fighting spirit. After all, Duanmu Kuang was still a child. The more the other party acted this way, the more he did not give the other party face. He started shouting and shouted at the middle-aged man, "Stop fucking talking nonsense. I will not let him go. If you want your master to be safe and sound, then throw your interspatial ring over to me first. Otherwise... "

He raised his fist and Yuan Power rippled on it, emitting a bright light. He aimed at Second Young Master's head, and a terrifying Qi fluctuated.

The meaning behind that was obvious. Not only would Yours Truly not let him go, but he would also rob him. Who cares what Earth-rank expert you have? If you don't listen to me obediently, then this fist will land on your master's body.

"What?! What did you say?" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. The expression on his face instantly turned to stone. His entire body became a wooden sculpture that could not move. His mouth was wide open as he froze there.

Originally, he was incomparably relaxed and composed, waiting for Duanmu Kuang to release him. He didn't expect that this fellow would actually do such a thing to him. He actually said that he wanted to rob him.

This, he didn't hear it wrong, right? A little martial cultivator at Essence Opening Stage, and it was under his control. A little brat who needed Second Young Master as a hostage to have a conversation with him actually dared to rob him, an earth-step martial artist.

Where did this fellow get his confidence from? Could it be that he thought that he could still escape?

At this moment, the middle-aged man was somewhat stupefied. He really thought that he had misheard and muttered, "You... You said... you... You want my interspatial ring?"

" Nonsense! If you don't want your interspatial ring, then do you think I want your underpants?" On the other side, Duanmu Kuang's voice sounded again, but it was a little shaky. He shouted, "Hurry... Hurry up, throw... throw it over to me."

Without a doubt, he was also very nervous. Although Lyi Hentian had taught him before, if there was a need to rob, then don't be soft-hearted. But right now, the target of his robbery was the Earth-rank expert. Furthermore, he was still within the range of the other party's control. If it wasn't for Second Young Master, this hostage, he absolutely wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

However, Duanmu Kuang was absolutely serious. One of his fists was overflowing with Yuan energy, and it almost reached Second Young Master's forehead. This showed his determination.

If the middle-aged man didn't throw the interspatial ring over, no one knew where the punch would land.

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